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... than blood, like the flames of hell itself.
The blood inside his body was surging, like a typhoon almost tearing his veins apart, as he stroked the back of Qilana.
"I must go."
"No!"
"If you must, then let me go too! I can help--"
Pah!
Qilana's body staggered back before falling into her throne, a stream of blood dripping from her lip as she held her hand to it with a shocked look.
Standing beside her, Zilna's hand was still shaking from t ...
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